A wise empath I know,
carries distinctive eyes.
Her reflective mirrors,
expose secrets that hide.
Feeling every sorrow,
she lessens aches and pains.
Shares tears others swallow,
connecting to their chains.
Lets lies slide unnoticed,
so no one feels ashamed.
Unwanted emotions,
penetrate just the same.
Offers an open hand
at the risk of her fall.
Absorbing great sadness,
then dissolving them all.
Walking angel on earth,
still, will not spare her wrath.
Stands perfectly balanced,
while creating fair paths.
A mystical presence,
aura fills up the air.
Pure lit divine essence,
always driven to care.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy